Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Monday, July 6, 2009

What's Next for Palin?

People are speculating on what Palin's next move will be now that she's resigned her governorship.

I wonder if Hugh Hefner's or Larry Flynt's people have made her an offer...

By the way, what are the main duties of the governor of Alaska, anyway? And if Palin cannot fulfill the duties, does that mean that the first runner-up assumes the throne? Does the runner-up get her crown, too?

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The Color of Living and Dying at Once -- Writer's Poke #248

I carried her into the room and sat her down on the metal examination table. The doctor knocked on the door, entered, and briefly explained how the shot would work. He explained that I could stay or go; I elected to stay, and I watched as he injected death into her body. She was too weak to fight it, and in a matter of seconds, she was dead.

The hardest part was watching her body briefly contort and convulse. As the magic potion did its work, she lost all muscle control. And then she was still. What was once a living, breathing being was now eight pounds of biohazardous waste.

Other than when I've killed the occasional fly or bug, the euthanizing of a cat is the closest I've come to the death experience. But I've always had a morbid curiosity about the process of dying. At one moment in time, a person could be both instantaneously alive and dead. What is that moment like?

Actually, the state of death isn't so clear cut. The body starts preparing for it weeks, if not months, in advance. Sleeping and eating habits change, and the mental process of accepting one's own death begins.

One question remains: what we hear when we die? Will it be Dickinson's annoying fly, or will it be silence eternal?

What color would you assign to crossing over?

"For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off." -- Johnny Carson

Sunday, July 5, 2009

My Life from a Distance -- Writer's Poke #247

People that go through Near Death Experiences (NDEs) describe how their spirits leave their bodies. They might watch from above, for example, as doctors work frantically to save their lives. But whether real or imagined, survivors of NDEs often find that the purposes of their lives have totally changed. For some, the NDE itself gives life a purpose that it had heretofore lacked.

Most of us will never have a NDE, and there's no reason to wait for one, or heaven forbid, seek one out. Although it might not be nearly as sexy among the paranormal clique, why not have your own Near Life Experience (NLE)? That is, go off to the woods like Henry David Thoreau for a few years. Or, hell, if you insist on being more practical, just go to the local Holiday Inn for a weekend. Bottom line, set time aside to be by yourself, and focus solely on where you are, where you've been, and where you want to be.

How many people do that? Why should it take the scare of death to wake you up to how you are living? It shouldn't, but many of us run in our little hamster wheels, chalking up the miles, but going nowhere.

Pretend that you're your best friend. How would your best friend view the life you're living? Now, pretend that you're a total stranger. How would the perception of your life change when viewed from a stranger's point of view?

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." -- Oscar Wilde